#run dude

[animatronic-assistant]

*noms on the green grape and disappears*

Did... did you just essentially bite me?

[official-ballora]

*gives crate of wine*

AlcoHol

[gigi-the-drow]

RUN MY FRIEND R U N

is his fault --> @flippin-courier

[naranjolabs]

Torn between being the bigger person and moving on or being an asshole and warning my ex's new victim

[evanbuckleyed]

Richard talking about how he probably would have joined a cult if he hadn’t left California as if he didn’t basically join a cult in Vermont 🤔

[mockingburb]

My freshly hired unsuspecting boss

Me, the grizzled employee who's been around for forever and been through 3 bosses in 5 months

[colacat53]

They're gonna fuck you up dude

They're done with your shit

[fortruechaos-moved]

[Slipped under the door was a single little flyer, which read "Happy Birthday dear patron! This coupon is good for ONE FREE DRINK at the Gotham Parlor!"]

Gotham Parlor? Shadow doesn’t remember going there--oh, wait.

He remembers ordering a Shirley Temple at some rundown bar, with a bored-looking bat giving him an extremely unimpressed look at his request. It had been a long mission, what else could be expected from him?

Shadow picks up the coupon and squints at it. “How’d he find out where I live...? How does he know what my birthday is?” That’s unnerving.

Maybe Shadow ought to pay a visit and “use his drink coupon.”